"..."
Zombie woke up feeling physically rested, but very miserable mentally.
He looked around and saw that Kopia was still in the high-quality sheath by the bed he left her in yesterday and his already bad mood worsen even more as the feeling of guilt punched him in the gut.
"...hey... it's okay for you to turn into your humanoid form if you like, you know? I should have told them about you too and ask to prepare a separate bed..."
He rolled over and reached his hand to caress the pommel and grip of the sword.
"Eh? Why? Master, I like it here! It's super comfy!"
Kopia's blade vibrated with a high frequency and let out a sound that turned into enthusiastic words, partly muffled by the sheath.
